A GARDEN IN VENICE 



winds by high cut hedges. Each division was 

 subdivided by espalier hedges of pears and apples. 

 Outside the espalier-formed squares were borders 

 of flowers, and inside were currant, gooseberry 

 bushes, and the ordinary plants of a kitchen 

 garden. At its south boundary it had a ha-ha 

 wall, with below a meadow and a trout stream. 



Our Venice garden had the main features of 

 the Scotch one. For the trout stream, that 

 sparkling joy of life, we had, alas, a quiet substi- 

 tute in the lagoon. But to our north was the 

 high wall that once enclosing the Convent, that 

 Casa di Chiesa, now shuts in the perhaps more 

 useful Casa di Pena. Useful to society and use- 

 ful to us, for, though it is sad for the bad ones in 

 it to be constrained to silence, security from north 

 wind and noise is a boon of great price to the 

 garden and to us. 



Of espaliers there were none, but they could be 

 made, and in the meantime we had the vines to 

 mark out and serve as a background to our garden 

 plots. The borders of these could be given to 

 flowers, and to Pietro and his waistcoat could be 

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